"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
A ghost town full of what seems to be apparitions trapped in a vessel they despise.Pounding in both ears is a silence arising while I stare into their eyes as,I steer clear from saying a word.I try to wave and say hi,But,What I get back is a stare more hypnotizing than death's,Yet,I shrug it off... Continue Reading →
A break.For a voice broken by the pain.Pain I feel from the second I wake,In a dream-like state I find myself lost in,Often… Offset colors blind my eyes when attempting to look past it,But,Every hue paints over what isn't tragic,With memories intending to blackout my vision for a brighter future… Red…Opaque on a mile's worth... Continue Reading →
A break.For a voice broken by the pain.Pain I feel from the second I wake,In a dream-like state of mind I find myself lost in,Often… Offset colors blind my eyes when attempting to look past it,But,Every hue paints over what isn't tragic,With memories intending to black-out my vision for a brighter future… Red…Opaque on a... Continue Reading →
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